*In this story Aubrey was actually a junior during Beca's freshman year. Also, I don't really know much - or anything at all really about college breaks/vacations so excuse my mistakes and just go with it.
Ding Dong
Aubrey set her novel down with a huff and swung her legs over the side of her childhood bed. She's currently spending her summer break back at home, along with her two brothers and sister. Since her parents aren't home, her brothers are cramming in as much video game time as they can- making them immune to anything not coming out of their screen. They can play when their parents are home, but they'd rather not go through their father's 'nothing good comes out of video games' inevitable 30 minute lecture. And with her older sister out spending time with her husband, only Aubrey is left to answer the door.
She swiftly rushes down the stairs, feet barley tapping the steps, in attempt to open the door before the unknown guest leaves. That obviously wasn't going to happen based on quick three knocks she heard when approaching the door, they almost seemed nervous, or maybe just in a hurry? Either way, she fixes her slightly off posture and turns the doorknob, revealing the stranger.
The first thing she notices is the very familiar brunette wearing short denim shorts and a loose fitting v-neck standing on the other side of the threshold, but then her brain registers the sweet smell of freshly baked goods coming from the plate the brunette is holding. But she address the bigger issue first.
"Beca?" She questions, confusion taking over her features.
"Aubrey?" The brunette questions back, eyebrows scrunched and looking just as confused as Aubrey feels. "What are you doing here?""
"What am I doing here? I live here, what are you doing here?" The blonde asks, wondering how exactly the freshman just appeared at her hometown house out of the blue.
"Um, I live here too...well not here here. I mean, this is your house, I don't live he-," she cuts herself off, probably after seeing the still confused look waiting for an explanation face that Aubrey is wearing. "Uh, I just moved into the house next door. Which reminds me, these are for you." Aubrey takes the offered plate of delicious smelling treats. She faintly remembers her father saying something about the house next door finally being sold and then something about a barbecue, but she was more focused on other things at the time.
"Thank you. Did you make them?" The blonde asks while setting what smells like cookies and brownies on the small table next to the door.
"Me? No, I couldn't do that. My mom did, so you have nothing to worry about." The smaller girl gives a nervous chuckle and rubs the back of her neck.
"Oh, alright." Aubrey nods before they are effectively put into an awkward silence. This always seems to happen in situations where she finds herself alone with Beca. Even after winning the ICCAs and becoming somewhat friends, there was still that awkwardness when with each other. But maybe Beca is awkward around everyone, she was around the Bellas- except for Chloe that is. Aubrey guesses it's because Chloe saw her naked, and that probably broke their awkward barrier. Speaking of Chloe, "Chloe also lives here by the way." She breaks the silence and gestures to the house to the right of hers, Beca's being on the left.
"Really?" She sees Beca slightly perk up to this.
"Yeah. She's not home now, her and her family are vacationing in Europe, but they'll be back in about two weeks."
"Oh, I guess I see now how you two are best friends." The ex-college student reasons. She had told the Bellas of her moving to LA instead of returning for another school year after they won the ICCAs. Luckily, they still have Aubrey and Chloe to lead them another year.
"So, still moving out to LA?" The blonde is now curious.
"Yeah, out of sheer luck someone accidentally heard a few songs I produced and sent them instead of Justin Bieber's new single or something like that. I guess they really liked it, they're going to just start me as a music producer. I'll be starting at the end of summer."
"That's great Beca, congratulations." Aubrey smiled, genuinely happy that Beca won't go through the struggle of trying to make it in LA. She got that one in a million chance of starting with what she loved.
"Yeah, it is." Aubrey watched the girl smile at her feet, a light shade of pink tinting her cheeks. The smile alone is a rarity to the Bellas leader, but now she has just witnessed the Beca Mitchell blush. Today is just full of surprises. Beca recovers quickly though and clears her throat. "Uh, I should get going. My mom wants me to meet all the neighbors."
"Okay, bye."
"Bye." Beca gives a small wave before turning around and walking towards the sidewalk.
"Oh, and Beca?" Aubrey calls after her.
"Yeah?" Beca turns around, slowly walking backwards.
"Try to not to be a pain in my ass." The blonde gives a friendly smile.
"Can't make any promises, Posen." Beca smirks then walks away.
"So, how are the new neighbors?" Beca finds her mom in the kitchen, baking more cookies. She flops down on the kitchen table's chair, letting out a heavy sigh.
"Well, turns out their daughter is Aubrey Posen. She's the one who answered the door so she's the only one that I met, but I already know her."
"Aubrey Posen?" Beca's brunette mother, Nancy, asks after slipping another batch of cookies into the oven and giving her daughter all of her attention. She cleans her hands on her apron and joins her daughter at the table.
"She's the co-captain of the Bellas." Beca explains.
"The one who burst into your shower stall naked?" Nancy asks, raking her brain to match the name to the story.
"No, mom," Beca closes her eyes and shakes her head, trying to fight the heat that's building in her cheeks. She told her mom about the shower incident, but it wasn't exactly something she found she wanted to go into detail about with her mom. "That's Chloe you're thinking about, she does live next to Aubrey though. Aubrey is the other co-captain."
"Oh, the one you almost slept with, who was obsessed with sex." The older woman says confidently.
"What? No, that was Stacie and she's not even a captain, mom. We didn't almost have sex by the way, we just made out a little. Then I decided that girls aren't really my thing." Beca couldn't believe how this conversation was turning out.
"Huh," Nancy scrunched her eyebrows in disbelief, she was sure that it was her. "The one who ate her twin in the womb?"
"Nope."
"Australian?"
"Nuh uh."
"Black beauty?"
"Not even close."
"Black beautie's ex?"
"No."
"Mermaid dancer?"
"That's the Australian."
"The one who seemed like she wasn't there all year and hugged herself?"
"No, mom, that was actually two separate people. They would hug each other. Now that I think about, they kinda seemed like a couple, especially since-" Beca was starting to get off topic.
"Beca. Who's Aubrey?" Nancy interrupts, knowing her daughter can sometimes get lost in her head.
"Right, uh, I guess I never really talked about her. She is the co-captain who would get on my nerves because she didn't want to change the set list. She was stubborn as hell, but she eventually let me help and we became friends." The shorter brunette explains.
"Oh! I remember! You called me one time saying stress vomiter Aubrey was being a pain in the ass, but that's all I ever heard about her. Good to hear you both get along now."
"Uh, yeah," Beca chuckled at the memory. It all seems so ridiculous now, the way they would but heads. "It wasn't all her though, I'm pretty sure I was being a pain in the ass too."
"Woah, did you just admit you were a pain?" Nancy mocks surprise. "Can you say that about your early teen years too?"
"Sorry mom, not today." Beca shares a laugh with her mom. "So, when are Lauren and Mat getting here?" She asks about her step dad and sister.
"A little less than a week maybe? They were going to pack up the rest of the things in the moving truck and then drive out here." Nancy says, getting up to take out the cookies after hearing the oven chime. She lets the cookies cool down on a plate before covering them in plastic wrap. She then sets the plate on the table in front of Beca. "Here you are miss Mitchell. Now go make some friends."
Beca groans, but takes the plate anyway. She drags her feet down the hall and towards the front door. "You know this is torture, right?" She shouts from down the hall. Nancy grins before shouting back.
"Yup! That's why your doing it."
"Aubrey, honey?" Aubrey once again makes her way downstairs to find her parents returning home not even a minute after Beca left.
"Yes, mother?" Aubrey stops halfway down the stairs and looks down at her parents who are removing their coats and excess accessories.
"Who was that young girl we saw leaving just now?"
"That would be the new neighbor's daughter. We were also in the Bellas together. She came to say hello and drop off some baked treats, they're on the kitchen counter now."
"Oh, that's lovely."
"It is." Aubrey's dad finally speaks. "Aubrey dear, why don't you go and invite them to the neighborhood barbecue we're hosting this Saturday. It will be a good opportunity for them to meet everyone."
"Yes, father. I'll go do that now." Aubrey curtly answers before slipping out the door.
"Hello, Mrs. Mitchell." Aubrey greets as soon as the door opens and she is meet with, who she assumes is, Beca's mom. If looks are what she's going off of, Beca is practically the spitting image of the woman.
"Oh, you can call me Nancy. You must be Aubrey?" The brunette holds out her hand to which Aubrey shakes. The blonde had initially thought that Beca had her father's last name, but maybe not since Nancy didn't correct her.
"Thank you, Nancy. And yes, i'm Aubrey. Has Beca talked about me?" Aubrey asked.
"Yes, all the time." The brunette jokes. Aubrey knows she's joking, but she still needs to know whether or not it's true.
"Really?"
"No, I'm sorry." Nancy is quick to apologize. "I have a bad sense of humor, um, she did tell me about you today though. How you guys weren't exactly one another's fan before but you're friends now." Aubrey notices this woman just radiates Beca when it comes to personalities. With the awkwardness and the humor, it'd be hard to believe if they weren't related.
"Maybe that's a good thing, that she didn't talk to you about me before, I mean. I'll admit I wasn't the most pleasant person to talk to back then, but I promise that I'm not as controlling as before." Aubrey gives a timid smile.
"That's good." Nancy smiles. "So, um, are you here for Beca? Because I think she's still out meeting the other neighbors."
"Oh, no. I'm here to invite you to a barbecue my family is hosting this coming Saturday, it'll be held in the afternoon and the whole street is coming. My father thinks it'll be a good way for you to meet everyone if you're interested."
"Ooh, that sounds wonderful. Thank you, Aubrey." The brunette smiles. "I think my husband and my other daughter will be back by then. And I'll be sure to drag Beca along, though that'll be a tough one." Other daughter? The blonde can't remember a time where Beca mentioned having a sister. Or maybe her half sister? Step?
"I'm sure it will, I know how Beca fights for what she wants." Aubrey grins at the silly memories of her and the young music producer having the most pointless arguments. Like that one time where they were 'discussing' how Beca's hand heart looked more like a square.
"She's a stubborn one, isn't she?" They both fade from the conversation and look off into their own distances- reminiscing in their own memories of the short brunette. They both stay like that for a while until a voice breaks them from their thoughts.
"Uuh, are you guys alright?" Beca asks from behind Aubrey.
"Oh, Beca, yeah we're fine. I was actually just leaving." Aubrey's subtle blush doesn't go unnoticed by Nancy. "It was nice to meet you, Nancy." Aubrey extends her hand out to the taller brunette. But Nancy does the thing Aubrey least expects and pulls the blonde in for a hug. For someone being so much like Beca, she thought hugs would be out of the question. But it's a welcome surprise and she hugs back.
"It was nice to meet you too, Aubrey. We'll see you Saturday." Nancy smiles as Aubrey begins walking backwards towards her house.
"Sounds good, see you then. Bye." Nancy gives her a wave. "Bye, Beca."
"Bye, Aubrey." The short brunette farewells before the blonde leaves. "What was that about?" Beca asks as she enters her new home.
"Aubrey came to invite us to a barbecue this Saturday."
"Oh."
"You forgot to mention how pretty she was by the way."
"Aubrey? I guess." They both settle on the couch. Nancy sits down while Beca lays down and throws her legs over her mother's lap. The younger girl then turns on the TV and they begin watching bad reality TV shows. Nancy glances at her daughter before saying her next words.
"I think she has a crush on you." She keeps her eyes trained on the screen in front of her, but she hears as the short brunette begins choking on her own saliva. After slightly sitting up and hitting her chest a couple of times, she recovers.
"Aubrey doesn't have a crush on me, I'm sure she barely tolerates me." The idea of the blonde having a crush on her starts to send her mind into overdrive. She doesn't even swing that way, what would she do if a friend had a crush on her? How should she feel? What is she feeling after hearing that? Before she can answer her own question, she forces herself to relax and not think about it. There's no way the blonde likes her in that way, so she won't even ponder the idea.
"I don't know, she seemed a little flustered when you came by." Nancy suggests.
"Probably because I caught her daydreaming. It was probably an embarrassing moment or something." Beca states.
"She was daydreaming about you." Nancy can feel her daughter staring at the side of her head.
"Huh?"
"Mhmm." She smirks at the screen.
"That's..uh...weird." She shakes her thoughts away and continues watching TV in the nearly empty living room. Only one couch and a TV occupying the space. There was no way Aubrey Posen had a crush on Beca Mitchell, so she wasn't even going to acknowledge the thought.
A/N: Thank you guys for taking the time to read this, it means a lot. Also, I know you guys who are reading my other story probably want to kill me, I haven't updated it in so long. Though, I feel that I had a good reason. If I didn't raise my grades at school, I was risking being kicked out of half of my classes so I was focused mainly on school. Now that my grades are rising, I'm writing again. Obviously Mitchsen is my otp, most of my stories will probably be Mitchsen('Cuz there's not enough out there) but I'll be sure to throw some other ships in there too. I wanted to address more things, but this a/n is already long so I'll end it here. Please leave a review, it's great motivation and very much appreciated. Also, fallow and fav. If you like this story.
-Nessa